RUINED MY SELF "BY YVE"
KIDNAPPED ABDUCTORS (Part 1)

Police Station.

Vee crossed hands on the stomach haughtily.

The handkerchief that wrapped his hands, was filled with blood spots.

The three men looked battered tied together.

One of them looks stoned, exposed to anesthetic.

“Miss pardon miss .. we will not do evil again!” the man wearing the red hair paint looked toothless with a dower lip full of blood.

His three front teeth fell out in a fight.

His eyes were sharp, his temple was bleeding.

His palm was wrapped in a slayer whose color was already covered by the thick color of blood.

“Really we were just told! If it wasn't for the money, we wouldn't be like this either!” the tattooed man looked very limp.

Vee's waistband is still around her neck.

The man's head was leaking with almost the same stern face.

Only the ones who were drugged did not suffer a battered injury.

To this day, he is still hard to wake up.

“We've got the clerk to pick up the woman!” polwan stood up to his waist staring at the three.

“Bu .. please ... input us to jail only! We are so scared to see this lady!” the redhead pointed at Vee with a head gesture, whining in tears.

“Cih!” Vee sneered away a face.

...***...

Previously, in a van.

The man next to Vee is ready to smother the towel with an anesthetic.

Vee smiled cynically, fending off with his right hand.

The next second, he elbowed the heart of the man next to him with his left elbow.

“Uhuuk!” the man coughed down the towel.

Tattooed man turned his head, “Hya! She rebelled ... quickly help her!” he said to the friend sitting in front.

The man with red hair looked over.

Not yet had he said a word, Vee immediately floated a loud bogem right in his lower jaw.

He who is not fully aware of the situation that is currently happening should bounce back to his original seat while grimacing in pain.

“Aaa .. ouch .. ahh!” holding the face with the corners of the lips bleeding.

Vee's left hand picked up a small towel under the chair.

Quickly, he stuffed it into the nose of the man sitting next to him.

The man fought back holding Vee's arm.

Trying to hold his breath, even though a towel with a mute was already on his face.

“Strong also this woman!” grunts the red-haired man.

Vee doesn't want to lose, he pushes stronger.

“Hya ... help him!” the driver started to panic.

As hard as the man held back, he slowly began to limp down by the anesthetic he had prepared himself.

“Cooking loses to women!” men teasing beratao occasionally turned their head because they still have to focus on looking at the streets.

The man next to Vee was already unconscious.

Vee smiled cynically, “I think you guys were wrong target,” wrapped the belt around the neck of the tattooed man, put the tip into the buckle and then pulled until stuck to the head of the car seat.

“Hya ...,” the man choked, “help me ... arghhh ...”

Car starts to roll.

“Damn it!” the red-haired man took the knife directly at Vee.

The woman managed to fend off with her left arm, while her right hand pulled the end of the belt further back.

The tattooed man whizzed off the steering wheel trying to pull the buckle.

Ciiiii….

The sound of car tires rubbing against the road asphalt.

Bruuukkk!

The red-haired man dropped a knife.

His body hit the front dashboard when the car hit a roadblock.

Vee hides down behind the driver's seat when the shock occurs.

Still holding the buckle.

“Sialaan!” cursed again.

This time the red-haired man tried to get up to pick up the gun.

While his friend was strangled, trying to grab a baseball bat but his hand did not reach.

Before the red-haired man managed to grab the gun, Vee immediately grabbed the dropped knife not far from his foot.

With one hand, he threw it forward.

“Aaaaaa!” the redhead squealed in pain.

The knife stuck into the man's right palm.

“Crazy woman!” the tattooed man is getting more and more trouble breathing.

Glancing thrashed trying to escape.

The man took advantage of the opportunity to grab a baseball bat.

Vee's movement is faster.

Before the man fought back, he pushed the tattooed man stubbornly towards the side window until the glass cracked.

“Aaaaaa .. My head leaked ... ouch!” he's holding his head.

“Mau fight .. haaah!” back pulling the clasp then beating the man's face many times.

“Aaa .. am .. geez! Arghhh!” protect the battered face with both arms.

Vee picks up a baseball bat dropped near the driver's seat.

As soon as he held onto the staff, he immediately turned his head in a sly smile looking at the red-haired man.

With a twinkle of fear, the red-haired man seemed to grimace trying to beg for mercy.

“Nona ... what will miss do!” trying to pull the knife that stuck in the palm of the hand.

Because the knife stuck it up to the dashboard, making the man had trouble moving.

“Sial ... hurts once!” grimacing did not succeed in pulling out the knife.

With just one hand, Vee hit hard into the red-haired man's arm.

“Arghhhh .. tidaaaakk ... My arm is crushed!” he's getting worse in pain.

Mobile Vee ringing.

He looked back, his bag falling near the body of the man who had already fallen down below.

A few things were scattered, including his cell phone.

The yazza?

Why is this guy calling at such an inopportune time!

Just disturb!

Seeing Vee off guard, the two men in front of each other signaled to put up a fight.

The tattooed man pulled Vee's right arm.

“Hahaha! Got you!” chuckling furiously with anger.

Gets with sharp glances, “Do not touch me!” firmly Vee.

The red-haired man also restrained Vee's left arm, with a hand that was not stuck in a knife.

“Hya .. I've already commemorated!” Vee casually dropped the stick.

The two men chuckled winning now.

“Hahaha! Also good for him!” said the red-haired man.

“I'll make sure he also feels the pain he's given this!” snorting cynical tattooed man.

“Yeah, a hundred times this!” sahut the red-haired man.

Vee snorted a fierce smile, leaping nimble forward.

With a right elbow, Vee poked hard into the face of the tattooed man she was on the back.

“Arrgghhh ..”.

The man groaned in pain, covering his face.

As soon as she let her guard down, Vee again pulled out her right hand to regain her belt.

Left hand still held, he turned.

Flip back holding the red-haired man's arm which was immediately twisted around again until the sound of bones cracking from the man's arm.

Kreeeteeek!

“Arrrggghhh!” this time the screams sounded painful.

Vee again wrapped around the neck of the tattooed man with a belt.

The man attempted to retaliate by firmly grasping the neck of the woman in front of him.

Vee pulls the stronger end of the belt, then rolls it in the palm of the hand.

He turned his back, prompting the tattooed man with his back to restrict his movements.

Seeing Vee staring back at the nanar, the red-haired man tried to retreat in fear.

Unfortunately, one hand still had to be restrained on the dashboard.

“No miss ... I don't fight anymore!” basically, both of the man's hands had already been crippled.

But Vee did not heed the plea, with anger he floated a bogem into the red-haired man's face.

Not just twice, but many times.

“Arghhh! Forgive ... miss ... stop!” the red-haired man whined in pain, trying to hide his face with great difficulty.

Each Vee swung her hand, she automatically pulled the clasp and made the tattooed man even more suffocating.

Yeah ... once paddle, two islands exceeded.

“Arkkkk ... rkkkk! Am ... also! To ... long am ... pun!” trying to remove the buckle that clogs his respiratory tract.

Vee looked back a little.

The tattooed man looked shriveled in fear.

“Say ... who is the person behind you?”

...-@,@- To Be Continue -@,@-...

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